Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It?

Without even thinking about it, she got out of bed barefoot, opened the door to the balcony, and went out.

When I bowed my head, I saw the car driving out of the gate of the villa, with the car lights falling on the black carved gate.

The tears that Chi Huan had stopped gushing out again, and his eyes were rendered blurred by the tears, and even the light was blurred.

Standing on the balcony, the cold wind blew again for a while, and she turned around and returned to the bedroom until her face was a little wooden.

…………

Mo Shiqian dialed out while driving.

It took a long time for the end of the phone to get through. Fengxing is now very impatient with him, and his tone is very bad, "If you don't ask your woman to go to bed at this time, call me, are you impotent or gay?"

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He didn't want to mention this, but he didn't avoid it, and said lightly, "What is the woman doing to you, so irritable."

Feng Xing lives in the tallest building in Lancheng, standing by the river, outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the bustling city lights, full of lively fireworks, and contrasting this expensive and sophisticated apartment is exceptionally quiet and quiet.

Only a chubby white fat cat curled up on the carpet under his feet, beautiful and lazy.

He squinted his eyes and sneered, "Why did she appear there?"

Mo Shiqian said tepidly, "You did Bai Song a favor last time, and I will give you back again."

"Just because Chi Huan caught you and Ji Yu last time and quarreled with you and left you out of the cold, so you **** calculated me? Are you a big man, is your mind smaller than the eye of a needle?"

The reason I took Chi Huan to the company was because Ji Yu was bullied by Bai Yun at the company. Bai Song was unfair to his friend, and he couldn't directly talk to Mo Shiqian, so he wanted to be popular.

Bai Song didn't know much about Mo Shiqian and Chi Huan at that time. First, he hoped that Fengxing would come forward to suppress Bai Yun, and second, he hoped that his profile could help Ji Yu say something nice.

Which of the popular is nosy, only casually expressing that he knows.

It just happened that Chi Huan came to the door, so he took her to the company by the way, and never thought that she would really crash. It would be good for everyone if the monsoon rains continue for another year. After being discovered by Chi Huan for half a year, it could not be solved by a temper.

But he couldn't talk about who to help, it just happened.

Mo Shiqian sneered back in the same tone, "You have a big heart, and you watch my woman being bullied?"

Feng Xing, "...you are there, do you still need me to show you women?"

Mo Shiqian twisted his eyebrows, and the irritability that was suppressed in his heart welled up again, "Where are you? 1999 or your apartment?"

"At home."

Twenty minutes later.

Feng Xing's thin lips dangling cigarettes, looking back at the tall and tall man in black who appeared in front of him, squinted his eyes, flicked the soot with his distinct fingers, and raised his eyebrows, "It's rare, since you had a woman hugged at night , I can’t scream at all, why, you’re too fierce, people can’t stand it, and drove you out of the bedroom?"

Mo Shiqian glanced at him, "Are you quite experienced? Often driven by women?"

Popular, "..."

He was smoking a cigarette, vomiting sexy, and said with a smile, "You came to me specifically, isn't it to discuss something that happened between me and my ex-girlfriend hundreds of years ago?"

Mo Shiqian didn't reply right away, he was quite skilled and took out the cigarette, lit it with the fire, and then slowly spit it out after taking a long breath. Only a floor lamp was lit in the living room, and the orange light was dim.

Both are very quiet, only the cat who sleeps peacefully will make occasional calls.

Mo Shiqian raised his eyelids, and his low voice was especially clear in the silent light, "When you were with Chu Xi, I was in the United States and I never asked you why you love such a woman. It has to be dead or alive."

Feng Xing almost choked on the smoke.

Mo Shiqian glanced at him and said coolly, "Isn't that it was a matter of hundreds of years ago. I hugged and hugged, kissed and kissed, or can't I mention it?"

Feng Xing held the burning cigarette with his fingers, "Which eye do you see that Lao Tzu is going to die?"

"I only have two."

Popular, "..."

What kind of man Chi Huan has never seen before, why was he accepted?

After smoking a cigarette and calming down, Feng Xing said lightly, "Isn’t it just because I see it, there are so many reasons, that’s Lao Tzu’s first love, what’s wrong with making a stupid crime? You think everyone is just like you. Is it a freak, only broken at an age?"

Mo Shiqian looked at the extinguished cigarette butt, and did not speak for a while.

Are you surprised?

Chu Xi did have the capital to make men excited.

Of course Chi Huan has more.

Feng Xing squinted at him for a while and found that he was looking at the world of lights outside the floor-to-ceiling window in a trance, only to realize that the man was not here to "caring" him.

After vomiting a smoke ring, he sneered and said, "You really quarreled with her?" He touched his chin, and said, "The hero saves the United States, it shouldn't be promised by the body. What are you singing about? ?"

Mo Shiqian said lightly, "No."

There was no quarrel, although she was crying hard.

In fact, Chi Huan didn't cry often, at least during the years when he was a bodyguard next to her, she rarely cried.

After being with him, the number of times has increased.

Is this the woman in love?

He tilted his head and turned his gaze away from the glass to look towards Feng Xing, with a low voice, "She said she fell in love with me."

Feng Xing, "...Curious?"

Mo Shiqian's thin lips uttered two seemingly meaningless words, "Really."

"She is in love with you, do you have other plans?"

Other plans?

What plan.

marry? She refused to marry.

Did you break up?

It seems unnecessary.

Maintain the status quo, she seems very sad.

…………

When Mo Shiqian returned, it was past zero.

He originally thought that Chi Huan was already asleep, to avoid disturbing her to sleep, he took the nightgown and took a simple shower in the second bedroom next door, then returned to the bedroom, opened the quilt and lay back on the bed.

The woman slept in a relatively middle position with her soft body, lying on her side, laying pillows with green silk, lingering fragrance.

He thought of her crying crying face and red eyes. He still leaned forward, and gently moved her fingers away from her hair. She had closed her eyes, but under the faint moonlight, she could vaguely see her eyelashes. The tears stained on.

She scratched her delicate cheeks with her fingers and looked at it quietly for a while before she was about to lie down.

But as he lay down, the woman's body automatically leaned into his arms and buried her head in his chest.

He lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, and whispered, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

She raised her face in his arms, but she couldn't see her face clearly in the dark, her voice was dull and dull, "Are you trying to break up with me?"

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